Once I’m completely naked, I stand by the fire for a moment to warm my body up. Krampus stares at my breasts hungrily, along with the rest of my body.
“I think we’re going to need to work up to that,” I say, pointing at his massive erection.
His cock is so large that it doesn’t stand fully up, but still points down, even though it’s clear he’s hard.
“I don’t understand. You would want me like this?” he asks.
“Of course I do. I thought we could start off with something I know you want,” I say, smirking as I grab the lube from last night and squirt it on my chest, rubbing it over my breasts until they are glistening and slippery.
The noise that escapes Krampus is visceral as he approaches me. It dawns on me that at this height, we actually might do thisstanding up. But Krampus has other plans—he scoops me up, mainly with his forearms, and he brings me to his massive bed.
I laugh as he puts me on my back, causing my tits to bounce with the movement. With a hand on the outside of each of my breasts, I push them together.
Krampus groans as he watches. He’s gentle with himself, making sure to use his palm and not his claw to hold his massive cock and push it in between my lubed-up breasts.
He moans, and his claws from one hand dig into his headboard as he shifts his cock in and out, the tip hitting my chin with each thrust. His tail joins in, pressing my chest tighter together for more pressure.
I tilt my chin down, my tongue out, accepting his tip.
“Fuck,” Krampus growls as he continues thrusting. The soft hair of his thighs rubs against my own as he fucks my tits and lets me lick the tip of his monster-sized dick.
I rub my nipples with my thumbs and do my best to keep them pushed together, even though the lube makes my hands slippery.
Krampus’ gaze shifts to where his length is between my breasts and my face—where my tongue is licking up the leaking head.
“Beautiful,” he rumbles, and I swear I hear the headboard crack as his thrusts pick up.
His hips are snapping sharply until a masculine groan escapes him and cum fills my mouth.
It’s more than I expected, but I swallow as much as I can. The rest funnels down my face out of the corners of my lips.
Krampus pulls back, letting the rest of his release spill on to my breasts. He looks at the mess with delight before wrenching his claw out of the headboard and transforming back to his human-like form.
He climbs off the bed, before picking me up. No care about the lube or cum suctioning between our skin as he runs the water to the massive tub in his bathroom. He doesn’t put me down or say a word until the tub is full of pink bubbles and soothing warm water.
My body melts against his as we sink together into the tub.
The silence is palpable, but I want to give him a moment to get his thoughts and feelings together. Instead, I just enjoy his touch and the warm caress of the water.
“No one has ever made me feel the way you do. It may be too early, it may be crazy, and you don’t have to say it back, but I’m in love with you, Candy,” Krampus says against the shell of my ear.
I have to hold back tears. Having someone say those words to me is all I ever wanted, and my heart feels endlessly full.
I turn in his lap, my wet hands cradling his face. He’s undoubtedly handsome in this form, but I like him in both.
“I love you too. All of you,” I tell him.
His lips crash against mine, and within moments his hard length is pressing inside of me, fucking me slowly as we kiss with a passion I never could have imagined. We come together and the water stays warm as we lie there holding one another.
The only thing missing to this perfect day is any sight of Mortem.
As if the thought manifests him, there’s suddenly a wisp of black smoke as Mortem appears before us.
He looks polished as ever, in an inky black suit that fits him perfectly.
“It appears I’ve missed quite the day,” Mortem says, leaning against the vanity.
I lick my lips and Krampus looks Mortem up and down. I wonder what exactly their dynamic is going to be. Both of themseemed turned on the other night when we were playing, but I’m not sure if that extends to an emotional connection.
